He swayed slightly, but managed to steady himself.

Seeing her slow pace, Ye Meier said impatiently:

"What are you dawdling for! Get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he tried to squeeze through from the other side.

As a result, she moved too much and stepped on a moss-covered rock!

"Swoosh—!"

"ah!"

Ye Meier cried out in alarm, losing her balance and about to fall into the icy stream!

Hearing the exclamation, Ling Qingxue, who was walking in front, turned around abruptly almost before she could think and grabbed Ye Meier's waving arm again!

The immense inertia caused them to sway together, almost causing them to fall!

Zhang Shaozhong, watching from the opposite bank, was terrified and almost jumped back to save the person.

Fortunately, Ling Qingxue firmly planted her feet at the crucial moment, and with her other hand she grabbed a protruding rock nearby, managing to stabilize the two of them.

Ye Meier leaned half her body out, her face turning pale with fright. She gripped Ling Qingxue's hand tightly, her nails digging almost into her flesh.

"Let go! You're hurting me!"

Ling Qingxue gritted her teeth and whispered, veins bulging on her forehead.

"You...you hold on tight! Don't let go!"

Ye Meier's voice was trembling with fear, she was completely terrified.

The two remained frozen on the rocks in the stream in this extremely awkward, mutually disliked yet inextricably dependent posture.

The hikers on the other side of the river were all worried for them.

Zhang Shaozhong was even more anxious and kept shouting:

"Be steady! Take it slow! Don't rush!"

Ultimately, with Ling Qingxue's arduous support and Zhang Shaozhong's tense command, the battle was won.

Ye Meier slowly and shakily shifted her weight back, and the two of them, supporting each other, stumbled and waded across the stream in a very disheveled manner.

Upon reaching the other side, the two immediately shook off each other's hands as if they had encountered a plague, each taking several steps back, panting heavily, their faces filled with lingering fear and disgust.

"You're so heavy! You almost dragged me down!"

Ling Qingxue rubbed her wrist, which had been pinched red, and complained coldly.

"Who told you to lose your balance! And you still have the nerve to say that!"

Ye Meier stubbornly retorted, but there was still a hint of shock in her eyes.

Zhang Shaozhong looked at the two big shots who had failed to become "drowned rats" and ended up even dirtier and more pale, and sighed helplessly.

This isn't going down the mountain, it's practically taking two kindergarten kids on a wilderness survival training course!

They're the kind of people who can't stand each other and might start fighting at any moment!

He looked up at the dark road ahead and felt even more weary.

When will this ever end?!